Brightest Doom Novels & Stories

I should have known he would not have been this overly welcoming. Alpha Ben rushed to my aid but it was to late. The next thing I knew was just darkness all around me.

Clea said holding the doctor’s hand, and the doctor smiled and nodded to her before walking away. Brianne Raye POV “H-hello?” I said as I heard a huge slam of a door. I tried to look around and couldn’t recognize the place I’m in. I was dark and so unfamiliar as I was sitting a white bed, where am I? It was so dark that I could barely see anything. “Vander?” I called on the familiar figure that I’m seeing. “I love you, I love you from the start.” He said with his soft tone of voice, but he is not facing me.

Ivan's every step echoed like a god of death in the dark night, bringing the darkest, fiercest gloom. The two men who had just detonated the bomb were lying on the ground, his body full of fresh blood, blood flowing freely. There were snakes crawling around on the ground, looking pitifully at them. Ivan took the gun from his subordinates and pointed it at one of them in the temple. "Are you aware of the consequences of challenging me?" "I'm not sure; I'm just following orders." He responded haltingly. Ivan stroked the gun, his eyes flashing with a deep glint. Ivan didn't say anything before kicking the man in the chest, causing him to fall to the ground once more.

It's bright lights blinded her as she stared straight ahead like a deer caught in headlights. "Who the hell?" One of the men growled as the ignition to the car turned off and the driver side door flew open. Shock rolling through her Summer watched as Asher emerged from the car with a wrench in hand. Like a God of vengeance he was on Cliff who was closest to him within a minute wrench connecting directly with his head. The man yelled as blood began pouring from the spot that it connected with. Ignoring his feeble attempts to hit him Asher swung again this time hitting Cliff's temple. Like a rag doll he crumpled to the ground unmoving.

ve🎶 🎶 Oh, I don't pretend🎶 🎶Stay by my side even when the world Is givin' in yeah🎶 🎶Oh, oh, oh, Don't🎶. 🎶Don't you worry, I will be there🎶 🎶Whenever you need me🎶 🎶 I need somebody, who can love me at my worst..... 🎶 👥 Wooooow The crowd screamed heavily as he sang

her eyes brimmed with tears, tears that she trying not to fall whatever it takes. “That Bloody Night were they first show up with full force,” she added as her eyes turned blank as she try very best to not to cry or even crack her voice. “As if maddened, they move so fast and deadly! To the point of draining everyone... Everyone that have the blood of the Brightest Moon and the...Almighty Sun, have drained their blood to flood the land with redness!”

I just couldn't wrap my mind around what it is but please can someone tell me why I'm so demn scared. His eyes locked on mine, burning like fire under ice. “Doom has begun.” And instead of disappearing like some mystery ghost-man, he stepped closer. One step. Two. The air thickened with him, pressing against me. My body screamed run, but my legs betrayed me. I stood there like an idiot, frozen in place. Typical. Up close, he was worse. Too perfect. Too intense. His face looked carved, sharp angles and tired eyes that didn’t belong to anyone ordinary. He smelled faintly like rain and something sharper, something that made my stomach twist.

DOGO : i survived many battles and wars a little brat like you cannot kill me. DOOM : this brat is the son of the king you betrayed. DOGO : oh the god gives me the chance to kill one of the royal family. The battle began both use their axes, it was brutal force battle both get injured but both continued exchanging blows until the end, both haves fun ,all the soldiers stopped fighting just to watch this two berserks fighting like fools and enjoying get injured, DOOM used a lava magic technique called the spark, this technique enrage his body and make him more stronger and he will not feel the pain for 30 second.

I felt so small, walking naked. Halfway, I saw a naked angel in a kneeling bow position. As I moved closer, I recognized it was Doom. I walked swiftly and joined him. “What is happening?” I asked. Doom slowly turned to me, and I saw his face depressed face—it seemed like he’d been crying. He was shuddering and couldn’t respond.

★★★ BLUE MOON PACK ★★★ Damon’s mother, Light, was basking in the peaceful moment as she watched over the pup. He was a sweet little boy, no more than three years old, his tiny body curled up in sleep, his breathing soft and rhythmic. Light’s once troubled eyes, now calmer and filled with a nurturing warmth, softened as she brushed a strand of hair from the pup’s forehead. This child, whom Damon had taken under his wing, had become a light in their lives—a reminder of innocence amidst the darkness they often faced.